If I knew what to do I'd do it
If I knew where to go
I'd get there someday
If I knew how to fly
I'd fly away and forget about life for a while
But it never is that easy
To just pick up and go
And don't do as your told
'Cause life never works out that way
If it were true the skies would be full every day

If I knew how to fly
I'd fly away
If I knew how to fly away

Well I'm lost at 22
And I've got no fuckin' clue
No I don't know if things will work out right
I'm lost and confused
I'm lost at 22
And I don't know if my life's gonna end up right
'Cause they keep on telling me
That I'm young, dumb and naive
But that's just what they want me to believe

Well I'd rather be lost at sea
Than become part of this society
Where the grass is always green
And the air is always clean
At least that's what they want me to believe

I'm lost at 22
I'm lost at 22
I'm lost